Everyone has a childhood food they crave. Lately for me it’s been all about the Tastykake; or more specifically, the Tasty-Klair pie.
I’ve had a hankering for one that will not leave me alone. It’s the kind of desire that will not go away until it’s actually been fulfilled. For some reason I’ve been resisting. I actually walked into a Wawa the other night to get milk and there were Tasty Klairs sitting there – on sale, nonetheless! But I turned away. Silly me, I was feeling virtuous, thinking about the gym, and how many minutes on the treadmill it would take to burn 380 calories and blah blah blah blah blah. It doesn’t matter. One must be eaten in order to make the desire go away.
The next night I sent my husband back to the store to get one, bless his heart. Due to a miscommunication he brought back a Good Humor Chocolate Eclair. Not too shabby a treat, but nonetheless not a Tasty Klair.
Today at the supermarket I was determined to fulfill my desire but there were none to be found. Instead I came away with these:
Pretty darn good, but again, not the same.
There’s a lesson here, I think. It might be something profound, on the other hand it may be as simple as this: If you have a hankering for a tastykake, for goodness sake, just go and eat one. And also counting calories will get you nowhere. Consuming calories will get you everywhere and more.